On Monday, my servants bring me platters of fruit. On Tuesday, they pour me rich rose baths. On Wednesday, I give a speech from the rooftops and bestow
Tag Archives: writing
Restore/Reorder
I’ve figured me out: I do something stupid or nasty then I feel bad. Then I punish myself. Like, I exiled you. Now I write letters to you
Rerun
I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn the trees into people—for fifty years, at least, I kept wandering and writing you
I’m publishing a book (surprise?)
I have massive autistic PDA, meaning I really hate it when people tell me to do things. Do I’m not going to tell you that you have to go buy my book. I’m just going to tell you about it, and you get to decide
Equity
If you give a fish to a dragon, they’ll eat it. If you give a fish to a demon, they’ll torture it. If you give a fish to a witch she’ll think she’s equal to the
Belonging
Yeah, Brisbane wasn’t alone. All the cities I found to the south: dead. All the towns I found: ghostly. All the life I found: snakes and bugs and possums and rabbits and bin chickens. So I flew back to
Equality
I filled Brisbane with a bunch of trees. Just, transported the whole forest one set of roots at a time. And I didn’t give into my baser instincts and turn them all into people
15- Diversity and Inclusion
Of the six trees-to-humans, none of them looked the same age. One had gray hair and wrinkled skin a lot like bark. One looked only a few years old, with chubby cheeks and a protruding belly. One looked like both,
But Don’t Worry/Entropic
I imbued the trees with normatropism even though it took several years with Earth’s scarce magic to work out the summoning rings to make brains out of tree sap
camp/All Common Sense, That is
To shapeshift, beginner witches require a diagram–and by diagram I mean, pages of drawings about what to do with all your organs and pages more about how to make new organs and
Jordyn Saelor 